There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Perhaps, these people can be trusted...or in other words, he should be able to believe that he will not be deceived and hurt by such a naive and untouched child.

Ji He clenched the bamboo whistle in his hand, drawing strength from it to speak: "I'm sorry, I just woke up, and I'm a little confused about the situation."

Hearing his apology, the boy who had been smeared just now with a bad face was no longer annoyed. He leaned over and asked curiously, "My name is He Tianwen, her name is Yan Qingkui, what's your name?"

"Ji He." When Ji He said his name, he was still a little nervous. After all, he had long forgotten his complicated surname, and Ji He was also a name that Tong Hengwu recognized casually.

What if there is no surname "Ji".

Ji He, who has not gone to school since the age of six, does not know whether the surname Ji really exists.

Fortunately, the young man named He Tianwen didn't show any signs of mocking Ji He, but instead said thoughtfully, "Your surname is Ji, it's a very old surname."

As he spoke, he patted Ji He on the shoulder, and said, "You really have a destiny with Xiu Xian, boy, do you want to join us?"

"Cultivating immortals?" Ji He had undergone a sudden change, and only now did he finally realize what these people were talking about cultivating immortals.

In the first 16 years of his life, he had never heard of such things as cultivating immortals in the world, so Ai Ai couldn't help asking: "Cultivating immortals? Can people really become immortals?"

"Of course!" The young man slapped him on the shoulder and said impatiently, "I'll take you to see my father...to my master!"

With a confused face, Ji He followed He Tianwen and left the room.

Only later did he realize that he was taken in by the Zhongmen Sect. The Zhongmen Sect did not have a leader, and the elders were the leaders of the entire sect.

Because of his relatively good talent, Ji He was accepted as a disciple of Elder Zhongmen, but he was only a named disciple, and he was very different from his personal disciple He Tianwen.

But if this is the case, it is already a great blessing for Ji He.

He no longer had to endure Li Cai's daily beatings and oppression, not only that, he was also taught martial arts to defend himself.

In this way, Ji He stayed in Zhongmen Sect for four years.

Ji He cherishes this hard-won opportunity very much. He works extraordinarily hard when practicing, and coupled with his outstanding talent, in just four years, he has changed from a registered disciple to the chief disciple under the name of Da Lao Zhang.

Even He Tianwen, who was the personal disciple of the Great Elder back then, was overwhelmed by him.

As the young man grew up, he began to have different thoughts in his heart. Seeing Ji He's rising status in the sect, He Tianwen inevitably felt resentment in his heart, and the girl he liked, Yan Qingkei, only surrounded Ji He all day long. Turning around, the resentment in my heart deepened.

"Ji He! Ji He! I heard that you are going to the place of trial, can you take me with you?"

At the entrance of the main hall of the Zhongmen Sect, a young man in Tsing Yi was walking slowly. The young man's eyebrows were like jade, and his figure was tall and straight. He lowered his head and seriously descended the steps, but a girl's shout came from behind him.

However, he didn't hold back. After being slightly taken aback, he quickened his pace and walked forward.

Unfortunately, he was still caught up by the people behind him.

Four years later, Yan Qingkui has grown into a slim figure. She is exactly half a head shorter than Ji He.

However, Ji He didn't buy it, and looked at Yan Qingke's expression indifferently: "Your trial is not up yet, so you shouldn't go with me."

Yan Qingkui was very interested in Ji He from the very first time he picked him up. After chasing him for four years, this kid never even gave her a half-eye. She was used to his indifference, and wanted him even more Get close to him: "I have already told the Great Elder, and the Great Elder agrees that I will go with you."

Hearing what Yan Qingke said, Ji He frowned, but did not express any opinion on the decision of the Great Elder.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Qingke, who had already touched Ji He's personality all these years, knew that he agreed.

So happily followed.

Unexpectedly, this happy mood did not last long, and another voice came from behind: "Wait, I want to go with you too."

Ji He stood firm, and Yan Qingke showed a reluctance expression on his face, but the person who followed behind seemed not aware of the reluctance of the two of them, so he walked up to Ji He and said, "I also fought with the Great Elder. Hello."

Ji He frowned, the person standing in front of him was none other than He Tianwen who brought him to the Zhongmen sect back then.

He Tianwen is still the first disciple of the great elder, but according to the rules, he lost to Ji He in last year's sect competition, thus losing his position as the chief disciple.

Ji He knew that he had always been dissatisfied with himself, but he never took this dissatisfaction seriously. Hearing what he said, he nodded casually: "Okay."

Seeing his promise, Yan Qingke became anxious: "Your trial ground has reached the 99th floor, which is completely different from ours. Why do you want to go with Ji He!"

"Is your place of trial the same as his?" He Tianwen sneered coldly: "A person who has never been to a place of trial can actually win the competition, and he doesn't want me to follow him. ?”

The Trial Ground is a place reserved for disciples in the sect to practice. According to each person's ability level, it is divided into 120 floors. He Tianwen, who has reached the 99th floor, is one of the people with the highest level in the Trial Ground.

Unlike He Tianwen who spent all day in the trial ground, Ji He never went to the trial land, and the level of the trial land was not even comparable to that of Yan Qingbari.

This was also one of the reasons why He Tianwen was not convinced by Ji He as the chief disciple.

Without even the most basic actual combat, how can he be worthy of the honor of chief.

But Yan Qingke didn't buy He Tianwen's statement at all. After glaring at him, he walked up to Ji He and said, "We ignore him. We know that the level of our trial ground is relatively high and we came here to rub against you. At that time, the place of trial will definitely be calculated according to his level, so wouldn't we be in a bad position?"

Hearing what Yan Qingkui said, He Tianwen refused to accept it and said, "The level of your trial place is not low, so why just talk about me?"

"You..." Yan Qingkui was in a hurry, and was about to refute He Tianwen, but Ji He next to him suddenly said, "It's okay."

He didn't go to the trial ground because of some reasons before. Now that he has time, he naturally hopes that he can jump to another floor, which can also save some time.

Although He Tianwen's appearance was not what he expected, but he can still take advantage of it.

Ji He himself had no objections, and Yan Qingkei, as a person who also followed Ji He, naturally couldn't go beyond to refute anything, so he grudgingly accepted it.